Sunday, January 30, 2011

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Saturday sunrise


Yes, it was. Just like this.

Winter thrush

This guy has been turning up a lot, recently. Just one, feeding with the sparrows like an oversized brother. He's beautiful, but that beak makes me suspicious that he's a grackle in disguise.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Shirley sunset





Shirley beach is the perfect viewpoint for sunsets on this part of Long Island. About five minutes in the car from home.

This evening, the bay was frozen flat; a mirror of ice; the sky turquoise and pink and faded.

I have never, ever felt so cold, so quickly: I understood frostbite. Thermometer said 22 degrees farenheit, it felt colder... the breeze across the bay helping numb fingers and nose inside a short moment.

Not a time to be living outdoors. I hope the car-people have somewhere warm to go tonight.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Seriously... every day.



This morning, it was like someone was shining a red light up, behind Fire Island, into a solid grey sky. This persisted long after the sun must have been clear of the horizon.

Nice to have a dawn above freezing; birds singing, sound of the ocean faded and more gentle. Yesterday's rain washed all the snow from the deck and reduced it everwhere; can even see tufts of grass where the snow hadn't drifted.

It will probably freeze this way now, but spring will arrive, one day soon.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Orange morning


One thing I have learned to appreciate since living here is the colour orange. It just happens: at sunrise, at sunset, in lillies that appear in the garden as if by magic. It doesn't look out-of-place next to pink or turquoise or grey anymore... it's a natural and beautiful colour that, before living here, only meant citrus to me.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Frozen bay, frozen (ocean) beach... but the hunt goes on


Smith Point ocean beach on Fire Island, frozen this morning; baby waves rippling onto the sands where plates of sand-mixed-with-ice had floated and cracked. A strange and unusual sight.


How cold must it be for the ocean to freeze?


Seagulls standing on their reflections on the bay; deep ice in Pattersquash Creek this morning.

Cold, but not cold enough to deter us from going to the beach, nor to keep hunters-and-their-dog at home, nor preventing the guys in the rowboats from going with the ice floes at the end of Cranberry in Mastic Beach.

It's the sunshine that does it. Makes everthing possible, despite what brain/eyes/thermometer says.

Never two the same... just spectacular

Monday, January 10, 2011

Really nice renovations, beach cottages

A shout out to the folks who have turned the cottage on the corner of Whittier and Dogwood, just before the marina. A few months ago it was an unloved eyesore, dark and abandoned. Now it is a beautiful, happy beach cottage, a subtle but cheerful green, somewhere anyone would be proud to call home.

All over the village of Mastic Beach, people have been working hard to renovate homes. A walk down Park Drive is a good example--many of the cottages have been given new leases on life. A new home has grown up where the house damaged by fire once stood.

There's a lot of opportunity here. Look at the prices, the proximity to the bay, to boating and fishing, to watching the birds. Think about taking a bicycle ride to the ocean beach or just nipping there in your car. No ferries to catch. No Hamptons-horrendous beach parking charge.

Nice place to spend your weekends, even if you are not ready to leave the city full-time... yet!

Another day, another sunrise




And a reminder: this could be your morning view!  See the house on the MLS. MLS# 2315270, find it on Realtor.com or MLSLI.com or any of your favourite real estate search engines!

Sunday, January 02, 2011

Sunday melted away...





Temperatures well above freezing; the bay-ice just a melted shadow. Mist rising from ploughed, dirty piles of snow. Across the water, suddenly crystal-clear then fogged from view again. The sun tries to break through, then retreats behind the clouds. Just teasing.

Saturday, January 01, 2011